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[fourlevels]

"Hi! This is Viktor Nikiforov!
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[sleight_of_hand]

I... yeah. I think it would be.

[ He let out a sheepish noise. ]

I should... probably get an actual wardrobe at this point.

[fourlevels]

[ Viktor laughs, but there's no sound of ridicule in it, just amusement. ]

Probably a good idea. Not everything requires a suit.

[sleight_of_hand]

[ Adachi let out a sheepish noise. ]

I'm so used to wearing a suit because of work that I don't even think about it anymore. I should ease back on it, though; I'm just a private investigator, after all.

[fourlevels]

What would you wear instead?

[sleight_of_hand]

I dunno... maybe I'll give jeans a try.

[fourlevels]

Jeans work, very casual.

[sleight_of_hand]

Do you think they make them thin enough?

[fourlevels]

Oh, Tohru. We need to introduce you to skinny jeans~

[sleight_of_hand]

[ Adachi just let out a curious noise, tilting his head curiously. But they arrived at his place before he had a chance to comment on it, and he let out a relieved noise at the prospect of not smelling like a yak. ]

[fourlevels]

[ Viktor helps him in carefully. ]

Do you need me to get you anything? You need to eat a good breakfast though.

[sleight_of_hand]

I should be okay with the shower. You can... try to scrounge something from the fridge?

[ Spoilers, there's not much. ]

[fourlevels]

[ He knows the sorry state of Adachi's food and eating habits from previous attempts. ]

It'll be faster just to have something delivered.

[sleight_of_hand]

[ Adachi let out a sheepish noise, very well aware of the abysmal state of his fridge. He muttered an apology, going to grab his workout clothes before shuffling off for that desperately needed shower. ]